Horizon Ridge i do like to be beside the seaside

Would you do anything?

The Creek maiden had asked her question bluntly and to Björn unexpectedly, cueing in the Viking that she had been contemplating his words with some sort of seriousness. For a while, Björn was silent as he contemplated the singular word: anything. It was a very general word that covered the vast and essentially never ending meaning despite it’s lacking specifications. Would he do anything to reach Valhalla? The answer itself was easy, thoughtless, yes; but Björn did not immediately speak this to her. Not while he began to contemplate if she misunderstood the meaning behind Valhalla. In hindsight, it was easy to get into Valhalla for in essence, there were no requirements. A Viking did not have to favor Odinn, neither did he have to die in battle, neither did he or she truly have to be a warrior. Odinn was not demanding of his children as other Gods were, Björn had came to learn. Odinn did not require a strict way of life, did not demand purity, did not have commandments or required worship to enter his grand Hall in the afterlife.

But Odinn was not a greedy God.

Björn took a deep breath, inhaling the scents of salt, fish, earth and Spring, “I would do anything Odinn asked of me to do, but it is not so complex as most think. There is no right or wrong way to live to enter Valhalla, or any of the Halls of Asgard. Our Gods - most of them - are not so Greedy.” He explained, though Loki was brought to the forefront of his mind he was not mentioned, if because he was a God of mischief and pranks and nothing more. As far as Björn was currently aware he was in charge of any of the Halls of Asgard.